Bat Battle

There is no way I will do this story justice but here goes...
On Tuesday morning, Mitch was filling up Rocky's water dish and he noticed that the siding under our eve was loose and hanging a bit. He lifted the flap and down fell droppings. Yuck! He thought they were from a rat or something but didn't have time to investigate further because he had to get the kids to the Lingners' and get to work. He did some investigating online and found out that rat and bat droppings look about the same and that there are bats in our area. Vampire bats even...they like to bite.
So Thursday afternoon after he had laid the kids down for nap he prepared for battle. He took a ladder and a tennis racket and took a look. He lifted the flap and right in his face, there it was, a bat just staring back at him. He slammed the siding back down and started banging on it with the tennis racket.
Thinking he had at least stunned if not killed the bat he lifted the siding again. This time the bat was staring right back at him, teeth gleaming and hissing. It was go time. Mitch tore the siding off and started whacking at the bat. A fierce battle ensued but the bat gave flight and hid in a tree. Mitch was victorious!
He cleaned out the area and then hammered the siding back tight. No more freeloading bats allowed.
So proud of my husband for taking on a bat and so glad that I wasn't there. Bats...gross.